What is one of your favorite childhood memory?
@getunaddicted (210)
United States
March 22, 2008 5:24pm CST
I have many things from my childhood that I still remember vividly, but one really sticks out, actually the whole spring/summer of 1987 sticks out but this memory is one of them that really sticks out.
Amanda (Friend), Leah (Sister), Mark (Friend), and I had gone up to this place called Jefferystone Pit. It is actually a Navy training area, so we were not supposed to be there, but we went up there often anyway. One day we were spotted, so they came to remove us from the area. We all split off and were to meet at the hang out, the two girls were caught quickly, Mark got caught shortly after because he was blocked off from the open field to the border of the area, I out ran the ones who were chasing me. Why does this stick out in my mind you may ask, it is because we decided to do a few more times, plus we loved to explore the mines that were one that property. I know I gave the short version, but I did not want to bore you all with the specifics of hiding and moving slowly through high grass to stay low enough not to be seen.
What was one of your funnest times of your childhood?
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@cortney09 (1345)
• United States
22 Mar 08
I would have to say that a memory that sticks out to me the most would have to be the day that I moved. It was right after graduating eighth grade. I remember taking so many pictures that I ran out of camera film. My mom and step dad and I were moving from Houston, Texas to Dallas, Texas. I remember holding a big stuffed white bunny in the car and crying the whole time. I though it was the end of the world.
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@Hatley (163781)
• Garden Grove, California
22 Mar 08
I was touched by the picture of you crying the whole time. moving is so hard for little kids to understand and even older children. Heck even us adults sometimes wantto crywhen we move from a place that means everything to some place new and foreign.
@cortney09 (1345)
• United States
23 Mar 08
The worse thing about moving is that I did it nine times in thirteen years. I went to three different high schools.
@darvulia (101)
• Portugal
22 Mar 08
my favorites childhood memories,it was every holidays what i and my family were going to for the land of my father born.there was always a new adventure every year. i love this place its very beautiful, great momments we past, and my father was still lively.
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@enchantedleppard (1541)
• United States
22 Mar 08
I have many favorite childhood memories. One that stands out the most is Grandma and Grandpa coming to visit us. Grampa would always bring me those pink pepto candies. We'd go to the store and he would buy me peanut butter fudge and american cheese. Those were my favorite things when I was little. Also one year my uncle and his buddy stole a baby pig from a farm in another town.. it wasnt weaned yet. They brought it home to us. It was around the Holidays and Grandma and Grandpa were at our house, along with a ton of other family members. Uncle John and Teddy brought this baby pig into the house and let it go. Grandma was muttering curse words, chasing this pig all over the house with paper towels, wiping up its discharge.. We had to raise this pig, bottle feed him for weeks (well mom did) until it was weaned.. Another story is when Teddy won a rooster from a bet in a bar and brought us this rooster. I named him Teddy Rooster and we had him for years. He was gorgeous. One night a fox got him :( I found him the next day. Thanks for taking me down that road.. I needed to reminisce.
@getunaddicted (210)
• United States
22 Mar 08
Yeah I still love to reminisce about the times on the farm where I was raised pretty much on.
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@Hatley (163781)
• Garden Grove, California
22 Mar 08
My childhood memory is not as exciting as yours but it is filled with sunshine and the smell of warm ripe watermelon. I was about seven and it was summer.My dad picked all these enormous watermelons and put them in a wheel barrow with me on top and we rode up to our farmhouse. then my mom chilled them in the icebox this was just before we had electricity a nd we ate huge slices of really yummy ripe watermelon. the rest i guess my dad sold to town people who came out to buy our fresh melons and strawberries.
@getunaddicted (210)
• United States
23 Mar 08
Though I never lived with out electricity on the farm, until I was 4-5 we did not have city water, so we would draw our water from the well and had a large pond for irrigation. Some of my favorite memories are from there too... I still miss farming...
@bobet17 (158)
• Philippines
23 Mar 08
I have a lot of memories before,but my favorite was when Im still in elementary I have many friends that time sometimes we went to the river without a pirmission to our teacher,I love being a kid where I can do whatever I want.And dont feel problem.
@surveymmm (1)
• Malaysia
23 Mar 08
true...time passes..~~! i remember those time..i used to go out with friends in the mamak stalls.......we have merge about 6 to 7 tables.....imagine....the gang of friends last time...
where now.....one table also quite hard lor..
@chiyosan (30184)
• Philippines
23 Mar 08
My favorite memory was with our neighbors! I loved playing with our neighbors then, we woul always play house, cooking, when we were growing older, we would knock or ring doorbells and we would run. We take turns in doing so. It was so fun then... we go to school together, go to celebrations together. They would pair me up with this young male neighbor of us too (he turned out to be gay! ) hehe.
I remember i was taking piano lessons as a child, one neighbor teaches me, and they would play outside his house! haha i am so excited to play with them my teach was almost always scolding me to listen to the lessons and not my friend's scream who happens to be playing outside...
We have also played under the rain... My mom, or their parents will bring out a water host after and would shower us outside before we come in to hour houses! hehe
@Jerseygirl1 (3)
• United States
23 Mar 08
One of my favorite childhood memories is summers at my grandparent's house.
My sister and I would spend a few weeks each summer staying there and our grandfather would spoil us rotten.
He'd make homemade waffles in the morning and play games with us or teach us gardening in the afternoons.
He showed us how to grow and preserve herbs...and make some of the best Italian food in the world.
We'd do arts and crafts and sometimes buy comic books to read under the tree out back.
My grandfather couldn't speak, due to cancer...but he interracted with us perfectly.
Whenever we'd leave, to go back home, he'd become sad and one time he actually cried.
He was a big gentle old man and I miss his like crazy.
